Monthly Archives: October 2009
Finger Painting
Ewan is nearly eight months old now. He is aware. He is curious. He explores his world. Given all this, I thought it was time. Time for him to stop observing and witnessing, time to start creating.
So we did.
First, I created some homemade (read: safe to eat) finger paints using water, cornstarch and food coloring.
I made a drop cloth using paper grocery sacks, stripped Ewan down to his diaper, and let him go.
He was timid at first. Not quite sure what to do with what he had been given. I helped him by putting some paint into his hand.
Once he got started, there really wasn’t any stopping him. Within moments, he developed his own, unique style.
And this is the final piece. I’m not sure what we’ll do to preserve Ewan’s first creation, but it definitely needs something special.
Now that we’ve started creating, I can’t wait to continue. Perhaps we can do playdoh next.
Wordless Wednesday
All Things Pumpkin
Maybe its fall.
Maybe its the jack’o'lanterns adorning porches in the neighborhood.
Maybe its the fact that I haven’t baked in about two years.
Maybe its that I’ve been seeing all sorts of irresistible pumpkin recipes over at tastespotting.
Maybe its the signs on grocery shelves announcing that the pumpkin is all sold out, while I still have a few cans in my cupboard.
Who knows what it is, really, but it doesn’t matter. Pumpkin is so in around here.
It started with a pumpkin pasta. Which was delicious.
Then the babe started eating it too. He likes his with brown rice and a touch of cinnamon.
Right now there are pumpkin scones baking in the oven and the scent is filling every corner of the house. It is heavenly.
Even with all the pumpkin that has already happened around here, I can’t help but dream of more.
Peanut Butter Pumpkin Brownies . . .
Pumpkin Pancakes . . .
Pumpkin Cobbler . . .
Pumpkin Pie Oatmeal . . .
Pumpkin French Toast . . .
When will all this pumpkin love end? I don’t know, maybe next spring.
Celebrating: Babbling
Ewan has been chatty for awhile, but mostly it was grunting and growling. Very primitive vocalizations.
Just recently he has started to broaden his vocal repertoire, adding in a variety of consonant sounds and blending them together. He’s playing and it is so fun to listen.
When I went out, on my own, last weekend, Aaron sent me this little message and I couldn’t resist sharing it here.
After hearing it I joked with Aaron, who so far has been a “papa” around these parts, that he can’t change his chosen label on a whim simply because the sounds are easier for Ewan right now. While da-da and la-la and ba-ba are the favorite sounds, I am sure it is only a matter of time before pa-pa and ma-ma enter the mix.

















